I want you here beside me now so badly.
Thinking of the days ahead, it just makes me die.
I don't know how I'm gonna pull through.
But what we have now feels so different.
It's almost like that kind of feeling could never have existed.
We don't even know how we could consider ourselves to be.
But
nothing's gonna change that one fact that we both strongly believe in.
Nothing's gonna be a boundary for the dreams we are chasing.
Nothing's gonna be a restriction for the story that we're gonna write.
With everyday I feel even more proud of myself.
Proud that I'm strong.
Proud that I'm not doubtful.
Proud that I'm growing up.
Proud that I have you.
I have no reason at all to complain about my life because everything seems so beautiful.
Even though really, beneath this perfect facade lies all the hard times we've been through.
The time when i was going crazy and hurting myself.
All I wanted was for you to be beside me and tell me that everything will be alright.
The time when you were all hungover and feeling so miserable.
All I wanted was to be able to be there making sure you're okay when you told me how much you wished I could be beside you, making you feel better.
All these times hurt.
All those words sting.
The kind of pain is unimaginable.
So invisible and non-existent however extremely lethal.
Nobody knows how it feels when the only way you can support someone that means the world to you is over a phone or through the
internet.
Nobody, I swear.
Nobody.
But I'm really not afraid.
Because in you I find my faith, strength, and courage.
And for that one simple fact of your existence I'm gonna keep holding on.
You do the most unexpected things.
You say the most unexpected words.
You make me smile in the most unexpected ways.
Be it conventional or otherwise.
You're like nobody that I've ever met.
It's so unbelievable that someone as awesome and as sincere as you can exist.
I feel so blessed.
And it's like you assure me that no matter what comes our way, we could solve it.
Together.
Somehow you just shove that trust in my hands.
And something inside me tells me to grip it really tightly.
No, this is not joke.
It's
definitely not a frisky teenage game.
Cause I can feel it deep inside.
We might just be so young but we take it as no excuse to act childish.
I hope what we're doing
now's gonna be worth it.
One day maybe, just maybe, we'd be able to break through this wall called "the distance between us".
I'm sorry, I'm just feeling this way again cause it's
Sunday.
Sunday's our day.
Can I say that Sunday's one of the many million reason why I love you that much?
